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don't be blinded by these thighs but be blinded by this grind
Locked up with the money, yeah we intertwined
It's the first thing that's on my mind
Got

ketchup
I'm hotter than a boiling kettle stirred by the devil
In Ohio in the summer with a sweater
When these wraps cut cold, and got you salivating,

and massacres
Too many hurt, refused to convert
Spread South and West and people dispersed
Christianity is not alone in using
Race and religion for power

the spring breeze, burn with the fire
但我说我笑我在掩饰伤悲
But I am covering my sadness, by saying, by laughing
我走遍天涯海角也不曾停下过双腿
I have traveled all over the world,

be a Murder One for f*ccin wit my people
Dirty Fanta, all the pain I’m chokin in this Keisha 
See crazy life won’t be the same and I know i won’t leave

I'm getting better by the minute
Competition trippin
This rap shit is getting boring
I might switch language
Y tu rapero favorito
Lo prendo en un

stop)

All they hate I held my tongue I bit it
They bout it,
but the lord with me  I'm with it...
I overcame the flesh just By the Spirit
He lives in me

brick by shit brick writing licks 
For life and die before I quit 
I sit and wish my sickness fits a king
My fingers rich with rings 

My gifts just go

(Yeah, yeah all I need is one take )

Uh
0:12
I'd like to think I'm hard to find, hard to come by/
Its who I've lived to amplify, born and raised,

sit's
You should leave now
Dap dap, love-love, then you can peace-out
You should know me by now, bitch, I'm fire
Put me on stilts, your boy's higher
You

[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
You got money
For you to come out, it's best
I pack a gat the size of a rat in south west
When I get low
I get dough
So it's

I’ve made it this far, n I’m only going further
The only way to stop me is to off me in a murder 
Not by scrolling through my page dropping shade with

me
Now I'm here all by myself
So now try and tell me who ain't real
Damn
Who would've thought
That I would take this path
Stupid little bitches
Imma

handy headed to the top
Hittin' WestGate while the rest hate
Glendale Ave gotta make a stop
Tanger Outlets when I'm down to shop
Got-Got some mo then I

dude, thinkin' I won't kill you
Because I'm a friendly dude? Judge a book by its cover
That's sum' you should never do, ain't no typo, but my TEC's gon'

along with the faith
(Excuse me... Tell me)
Who the fxck is gon' stop me (Who)
Who the fxck is gon' f*ck with me (Uh)
My faith is up in Him so I spit that

putting in-front of the gun, 
tell me what the cost is, when you are chipping away at your funds. 
I can never stop when i know i am son of the sun , 
we

you're doubting
Or ask all the girls in the south, bitch
If my dick's mix up, it got em fighting
Can't stick around, I be skating
Real nigga getting paid

here looking out the window
Find a way to deal with all the problems that I feel are trying to stop us all from where we can go 
Why are my thoughts so

Girl stop playing with me
You know what time it is
So once I put
My tongue in
Ain't no running way from it
See before I turn it in
I gotta put my

a gun, yeah we goin' up
Man, you call me Spider-Man, but I ain't throwin' out no whip
Catch a opp broad day, bout to throw him to the south
The body

stop it,
Bitch I’m on go mode, ozs for the low low stop by my trap cause fa shit sho I got it, (fa shit sho)


Niggas be rapping these lies to they

And I don't feel ya energy

I been having dreams about me pulling off the lot
It won't ever stop
And you won't see me get killed by no cop
All these girls

the addy you know that we finna drive by and the AR gone blow like a trumpet
All of my nigga you know we step you ain't heard about us then you know that we